Chapter 231 Continuation*
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
He fell silent, hit by how hard the path ahead really was.
His servants—those who’d gotten so used to sharing his bed that reaching for their bare skin felt natural—had all lost their bodies, now sealed inside crystals by divine providence.
Could he really stand this loneliness until he could hold them again? He started to get up, meaning to move closer to his silent wives, but Ai’s sharp voice stopped him.
”You must not. Brother still does not know how to handle that state. Before anything else, you must divide your consciousness and prepare for a long period of intensive training. By placing that burning will at your very core, you will surely achieve your heart’s desire.”
”Urk… You’re right. Trying to touch them directly was careless.”
After all, this rocky ledge overlooking the starry sky was his domain—the territory he was meant to rule. Without any prior knowledge, attempting to execute such a complex mechanism could easily lead to irreversible consequences.
Though his heart still yearned to go to them, he lay back down and pulled Ai—still perched atop him—into his embrace. Slipping his hand through the gap in her thin garment, he gently caressed her firm buttocks and the smooth curve of her spine. The rainbow goddess’s cheeks flushed crimson, her body trembling with each delicate touch.
”Right, you’re here to teach me the basic abilities you all use regularly, aren’t you? So what kind of training are we talking about? If you make this body my reward, I can push through anything, no matter how tough.”
”Kuhii♡ O-of course, I am more than willing to let you quell your carnal desires with me♡ B-but the acquisition of power itself is something you can accomplish immediately♡♡”
As usual, the goddess’s body was way too tempting. Even during an important talk about the future, he got lost in making Ai cry out—missing the slender hand that crept across his chest and neared his face.
”Higuu!? Wh-wha… that’s—”
”Goodness, Brother♡ I appreciate your affection, but please, at least learn to wield your power first♡ Yes, as you well know, with this you can begin creating everyone’s bodies right away♡”
Her fingertips, raised as if pleading for mercy, rubbed together smoothly.
In that instant, with his throbbing shaft still pressed against her lower belly, all movement became impossible. At the same time, a single ray of light extended from between Ai’s fingers, converging into a slender form—a divine needle that could never be forgotten.
”W-wait! Isn’t that a bit too rough!? Y-yes! I think it’d be better if we took more time to learn how to use the power!”
The feeling of being locked down, unable to move a finger, made him pull back. The memory of Shelm messing with his mind was still fresh—truth be told, he never wanted to go through that again. But the moment he started to complain and suggest other ways, Ai’s face—twisted with lust a second ago—went blank, turning into that of a strict overseer managing Skills.
”Hah. I don’t mind either approach, but if I explain it verbally, preliminary calculations suggest it would take at least a hundred years. During that time, do you truly believe you could endure with just my p**sy, Brother?”
”Hyah—!? A hundred!?”
Faced with such an incomprehensible span of time, he had no choice but to concede.
After all, the immediate priority was keeping his current mind—the passion burning within him to restore his servants’ bodies. He could say that his love for Ashley and the others would never cool, not even after mastering the technique, but keeping that fire going for a hundred years seemed, ironically, an even harder trial than enduring the needle.
”Hehe♡ Could Brother—who defined himself as the Ero-God—really endure a hundred years without even being able to compare pussies? ♡ Unless you preserve your pre-indulgence consciousness properly, you might just go mad♡”
”Ugh… Guh…”
As if seeing through his thoughts, Ai let her beautiful features soften again, stimulating even his pride as a brother fixated on his servants, pressing him toward a decision.
To give credit to his adorable goddess-sister, he wouldn’t tire of Ai’s body in just a hundred years. But not being able to choose among his servants whenever he wished would be a disgrace—to his position as Workshop Master, no, as the Ero-God himself.
”F-fine! I’ll follow the divine way! I endured it once before—what’s one more time!?”
”Just as I’d expect from Brother—a wise decision♡ But please rest assured♡ As you know, this needle doesn’t hurt at all♡ You’ll be done before you know it, too busy twitching your c**k from the pleasure♡”
Though he had been granted foundational power by the goddesses, his consciousness was still little different from a human’s. Attempting to acquire the techniques that gods used regularly in such a state would naturally take a lifetime.
Beyond that, his resistance to the divine needle stemmed largely from the humiliation of being toyed with by his younger sister, and a human-centric stubbornness about wanting to learn techniques through all five senses.
But upon reflection, neither Shelm nor Mataaha had limited themselves to the five senses for conveying information—not even to each other, let alone to humans. If he wanted to stand alongside them, he couldn’t afford to cower at having “convenient methods” implanted directly into his brain. So though mostly bluster, he accepted with sharp words—and his adorable little goddess sister smiled back at him with the savage grin of a snake toying with a frog.
”Uuu… Ai, at least be gentle… R-right, if you blindfold me with your breasts, I-I can endure!”
”Ahaha♡ Is that an Ero-God’s vow? ♡ Brother, you’re becoming quite well-versed in divine reasoning♡”
Even now, the thought of having needles inserted into his head terrified him.
He’d planned to make an unreasonable demand, thinking a little selfishness wouldn’t be punished—but Ai eagerly leaned forward and smothered him with her huge breasts. The moment that heavy, soft flesh covered his face, breathing became a little hard—but more than that, his fear of the coming ritual began to fade.
”Ahhn♡ Don’t go looking for my n**ples♡ I’m about to make your brain all gooey♡ The only thing you’re allowed to keep stiff is your c**k♡ Relax your body and leave everything to me♡”
If he borrowed Ai’s explanation, the cause was likely his body responding to his declaration as a god. And if the conditions involved erotic content, that effect would work in his favor.
—In short, from now on, the more honest he was with his desires, the more power he would gain.
A cold thought of one day losing all self-control passed through his mind—but right now, his goddess’s breasts felt far too good for him to have room for deep thoughts.
”Hehe♡ Breast anesthesia works wonders on Brother♡ I’ll have to share this with Mataaha♡… Now, Brother, stay still for me♡ There’ll be a tiny prick at first, but it’ll feel good soon♡”
His little sister goddess, still covering him, whispered something by his ear. But before he could even process her words, his body obeyed—his consciousness grew hazy, all strength draining from his limbs. All he perceived was her soft, light frame, her disproportionately heavy breasts, the breath tickling his ear, and the delicate motion of her fingers parting his hair.
”Right here♡ Well then, Brother—here we go♡”
”Nguh…!”
His mind, still covered in fog, felt dull pressure pierce into him moments after Ai’s pleasant shifting stopped, leaving sudden emptiness.
His body reacted sharply, thrashing as if trying to throw the goddess off—but all of it was blocked by the combined force of Ai and his own power, leaving him unable to move so much as a millimeter.
”Aaahn, resisting with just your c**k♡ Brother, you’re adorable♡ But trying to distract me with such a wicked c**k—you’re truly a natural enemy to women♡ I’ll be sure to give you plenty of thanks later♡♡”
Even as this went on, the number of needles churning through his mind increased. Each one sent waves of pleasure racing through his brain—pleasure so intense he felt on the verge of climax—while simultaneously imprinting the technique of dividing his consciousness into his mind.
Yet his body remained fixed by divine power, his consciousness clouded by pleasure and the intoxication of being offered such breasts—the only response permitted to his body was the throbbing erection of his c**k.
Ai’s voice—delighted by this—kept flowing into his ears without pause. Though he couldn’t grasp her words, he could tell from her rising tone that she was pleased—especially when her thighs, gripping his c**k, squeezed him with affection.
Urged on by the pleasure of those loving caresses, his c**k twitched in response. But perhaps sensing the impending climax, Ai’s tone shifted abruptly into rapid, clipped words.
”Brother, no♡ You must preserve your consciousness while your desire is still built up♡ Even if you overwrite it with a wilted, post-orgasm state, you won’t cultivate the resolve to restore your wives♡♡”
Normally, even Ai’s voice would be just another spice driving him toward climax. Yet somehow, this time, her nagging grated on his nerves and hindered that sweet release.
But with the tight grip of her thighs around his c**k and the overwhelming pleasure cascading down from his brain, mere nagging wasn’t enough to stop him. Deciding it was within tolerable limits, he strained and twitched his c**k with all his might under the pressure.
”Ahhh, enough♡ I told you not to♡ …Very well. I didn’t want to use this, but a c**k with no self-control is your fault, Brother♡♡”
”Hah, ahh, haaaaah! —Ungyiii!?”
Just as the boiling white heat was about to surge up his shaft—a searing pain erupted from his crown to his toes, as if he’d been struck by lightning.
Stars danced in his vision—still obscured by her breasts—and his c**k, on the verge of climax, only twitched and convulsed in a painfully denied rhythm. As he squeezed a cry of protest from his throat, the pleasant weight of flesh lifted from his face—revealing an unusual sight: Ai’s pouting, displeased expression.
”Goodness♡ What an utterly shameless c**k♡ Thanks to you, I had to force it to stop!”
”Fugii! Th-that hurts! Why—!? Fwoah, oooooh!?”
For an Ero-God, climax was a sacred rite not to be violated. He’d intended to protest—even against Ai—but before he could get a word out, she toyed with the needle protruding from his head, and his entire body shuddered with pleasure once more.
At the same time, Ai once again showed direct information transfer to his brain without using words. Faced with such a clear display of rank, he couldn’t even feel angry—his own reliance on the weak information transfer of mere words was simply too childish.
Thanks to that, the reason his climax had been stopped became clear all too easily, and he had no choice but to silently endure the occasional jolts of stimulation until Ai finished processing the remaining needles.
”I apologize for the wait, Brother♡ You did well enduring to the end♡”
”Ugh, ghh! Both you and Yui—you treat me like a child whenever you mess with my head! …Once I can divide and preserve my consciousness, no matter how long it takes, my spirit won’t erode. This is the last time I’ll rely on that needle!”
The scalp where the divine work had just been done showed no trace of the procedure. The goddess’s fingers parted his short hair, stroking it gently.
He almost softened at her worried tenderness—but being treated like a junior by a goddess younger than himself wasn’t something he could accept forever, not when he was meant to stand on his own. So, though he knew it was brave talk, he declared he’d never rely on the needle again—and in response, Ai’s face softened with genuine delight, her fingers combing through his hair even more carefully.
”Yes♡ Brother’s resolve is truly admirable♡ Well then, shall we give Yui a new body? ♡ You already know how, don’t you? ♡ All that remains is to practice until you’re accustomed to it♡”
”R-right. If it works, I can bring them back from those crystals, right? I’m still not great at controlling the power output… But since you’ve given your approval, I’ll give it a try.”
The biggest obstacle had passed. All that remained was to apply power following the steps he’d been taught. Looking back, taking the hundred-year shortcut had clearly been the right choice—so much so that he almost laughed at his earlier brave talk.
Feeling better, he turned back toward the crystal containing his wives’ souls, still holding Ai’s waist.
The goddess chosen among them was her own split personality—the main goddess, whose usually noisy mouth was sealed, her identical beauty frozen in an expressionless mask.
—Was her forceful marriage into his household a self-offering, meant to be the first target for him to test his power on?
The thought of the goddess’s deep foresight hit him late, and he turned his gaze to Ai beside him. Though it was impossible for gods to peer into each other’s hearts, Ai responded with a bright, full smile.
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Summary:
The protagonist, having reincarnated and lost his servants’ physical forms to mysterious crystals, faces a crucial choice: endure a century of training through verbal instruction or submit to a divine needle implantation. Ai, his goddess-sister, presses him toward the faster method, successfully convincing him to accept despite his lingering trauma from Shelm’s mental manipulation. As the procedure begins with Ai’s breasts covering his face for comfort, the protagonist prepares to undergo the intense process that will grant him the power to restore his servants.
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Trivia:
The protagonist has been reincarnated for ten years
All servants have lost their physical forms and are sealed in divine crystals
The protagonist defines himself as the Ero-God and Workshop Master
Ai is both a loving sister figure and a stern skill overseer
Shelm previously tortured the protagonist’s mind, leaving lasting trauma
The divine needle method takes only moments but requires enduring the procedure
A hundred-year verbal training option exists but would require celibacy
The protagonist’s declaration as Ero-God makes his body respond to erotic conditions
Ai offered herself as the first test subject for the protagonist’s new powers
Yui is Ai’s split personality and primary deity
Both Shelm and Mataaha use non-verbal information transfer
The protagonist is in a polygamous relationship with multiple servants called wives
The procedure will teach the protagonist consciousness division for preserving his passion
The protagonist needs to maintain desire during the procedure for proper consciousness storage
Ai can transfer information directly into the protagonist’s brain without words
Notes:
• Ai – A graceful sub-divinity who manages the world’s Skills, this goddess radiates a blinding, magnificent aura. Serving as a powerful, party-connected energy source, she stands as a steadfast ally to Yuuri. Viewing him as her “Elder Brother,” she harbors deep trust and genuine affection for him, forged through his exceptional mastery and efficiency in utilizing her divine power.
• Shelm – Reincarnated as a member of the Shelm family under her divine name, the Wicked Goddess is a manipulative entity linked to Marina’s arrival. Driven by a desire to exploit Yuuri’s power, she uses her outward appearance and deceitful nature to influence those around her, shaping critical relationships to ensure he unleashes his true capabilities for her own hidden agenda.
• Ashley – Daughter of Count Alegria and Yuuri’s beloved childhood friend, this poised, dignified noblewoman once adventured in the Capital Labyrinth. Now the head of the servants and a loyal attendant in Yuuri’s party, she stands by his side during the audience with Mataaha. Gracious, deeply smitten, and devoted, she secretly admires her master, seeks to be his dressing aide, and forms deep bonds with others.
• Mataaha – A labyrinth goddess with dark skin, silver eyes, and long black hair, she hovers majestically in deep blue vestments. She governs the Royal Capital Labyrinth with an old-fashioned, stern presence and a deep, authoritative voice. Possessing transcendent power, she is cold to intruders and intensely solitary, sharing an easy familiarity only with Yui and Ai.
• Yui – Once a wicked goddess and now Yuuri’s servant-bride, this silver-haired beauty boasts a flawless, voluptuous physique, long spilling hair, iridescent eyes, and a signature red-black crotch tattoo pulsing with light. Prone to laziness and tentacle-fondness, the hyper-energetic companion exhibits a sugary, yandere-like devotion to Yuuri. She currently lies unconscious in restrictive livery.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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